What is the day?

I don’t remember.

Today is Tuesday.
It must be the 19th (or 17th),
I only know we are a day away
from the 18th.

Of what?

October.

October. Then.
Is this a poem?

It isn’t meant to be
a poem.

Then why the line breaks?

To indicate “this is where
the line breaks.”

Then it is a poem?

Of course not.

What are you saying?

There is nothing…
I’m not saying anything.

Again.

Other than this one thing.

Have mercy.

Yes.
Have mercy.

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